Lover's Romance.

We may not be gettin' younger, our days might be slippin' away
Yeah we're still so fucking young, so we'll party like it's our last day.

 

Written with ♥,

Rafael.

Je Vous Manque.

I miss my lover so much that I had a dream about her, again.

I think I've lost all control. Someone save me.

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Rafael.

Guilt.

 If you are in a relationship and are currently having flashbacks, it's normal. Your partner realizes that something is wrong. Listen to me. Do not tell him the reason why. I repeat. Do not. Know why? 'Cause you'd only hurt him/her. And obviously you do not want that.

You may feel guilty, so try your hardest so stop. In a way, it's wrong. In a way, it isn't fair. At least that's what I think anyway. For me, it's really hard. Even a word that someone mentions, already gets me flashbacks. 

It sucks.

A piece of advise: When you are in a relationship, don't think too much.

 

I'm trying so hard, because I really want my relationship to work out. I do not want to be the one that ruins it. 

Love is a fair game that we all play. Play fair, and you will get your reward.

Written with ♥,

Rafael.

First lover.

 A friend of mine asked me, 'What is a first love?'

Well, a first love is when you truly love that person, and that person truly loves you back too. 

But that's my definition of  a first love; you may have yours.

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Rafael.

The Rumor.

 Trip over l o v e, you can g e t u p. 

Fall in l o v e and you fall f o r e v e r.

It's true, what it says. 

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Rafael.

That is the only place, I'd rather be alone.

To think. To enjoy god's creations.

Sometimes, I rather be a loner. Alone. With nobody by my side.

Just me. That place.

And other places,

I want you to be there. No doubt.

I was never perfectly alone. And I will never be. 

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                                                              Stella.

Mended.

 What is a promise?

It is a commitment by someone to do or not do something.

That's its general definition.

 I still don't get it why people tend to break their promises. 

The situation here: 

Your lover promises you that he/she won't ever treat you the way your ex did. 

Cliche much? I mean, sure, they'll treat you like it's the end of the world for awhile, but after awhile, *BAM*. Your heart gets broken again. I guess they just like taking advantage of us. Seriously, I mean, sometimes I wonder, what's the point of love when almost every relationship just ends up the same? Say, it's something you can get sick of, if you've been through it once too many times.

Sometimes, I really wonder. What's the point of loving someone so much, when in the end you know you're just gonna get your heart broken and then you start regretting so much? I think it's just simply stupid.

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Rafael.

I'll be spending nights wishing you were here.

You told me you'd always love me & nobody else could love me like you do.
You get angry at me sometimes.
But I still tell myself that I know that everything's going to be alright.
I need you like a heartbeat. You'll be the last, and the first person I'd be chasin' for in life.
I'll be making the efforts, finding out how much you love me
I'd be making thrice the efforts, telling you how much I love you.
Cause I'm worried that this'll be my last few words to you.
Every night at 11:11, I wish for you to be right next to me.
&
Sometimes I wish I was a little kid again... 
skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
I miss having you next to me. I'll be waiting for you. 
xx

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Harajuku.

I have everything, but I just don't have you.

 

 I have never felt this way about anyone before. Now I know the feeling. It is kinda screwed. It hurts. Like hell. And maybe, just maybe, I’m jealous of her just because she’s got everything that I have to live without. Yes, I want you. Damn it as I know it’s not gonna happen. Well, it’s alright. You’re happy, that’s all I'll ever need. Just to let you know, I love you.

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Anonymous.

All Worn Out.

 If you are in a relationship and if you're not happy with some of the things that are going on, and are afraid or telling your partner just because you're afraid of messing things up, then I'm sorry to say that it's not a real relationship. Because a real relationship is based on not being afraid to express one's feelings and working everything out together. 

A promise, as you may call it.You can have many other terms for what a real relationship is about. But I don't know, that all depends on you. Or maybe you have a different view on what a real relationship really is.

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Rafael.

Forever.

I always thought you were there for me. Problem is, you never were. How could I've been so blind as that? I don't want anything to do with you anymore.  

Forever. 

Mark my words. 

I just don't get it why you can't bloody leave me alone. No, it doesn't hurt anymore. It just pisses me off. All the time. I'm just so sick and tired of this.

So, screw you and your shit.

Written with ♥,

Rafael.

Hidden.

Never be anyone but yourself. Don't let someone change you for who you really are. If they don't like the real you, then it's their loss.

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Rafael.

Half As Much As You.

 It's so frustrating, that I don't think I can take it anymore. Or can I? I hope I won't stray in the path of love. Because if I do, I'd have to start all over again.

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Rafael.

You.

You're my only one.

Apparently, 

I'm not the only one. for you.

He bloody said that to me.

I became speechless.

Yet, it hurts alot to hear that.

Alot.

Going cliche.

He said,

he'd be there forever.

As a friend. Not more.

But now,

he showed that it's hard to be a friend.

I don't get it. Whats so hard?

Its much better than becoming strangers.

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                                                                                Stella.

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Chemical Love.

You do. All the time. It makes me fucking sick. Stop looking at me. Just stop. Because I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. Good riddance. Have a nice life.

• SHE BELIEVED.

 Love is like a chemical. It's made up of different things. Which is why love itself is so damn complicated. It kills you in some way. It's poisonous. I'm sorry to say, but that's the truth. If you can't fight back love alone, then I'm sorry to say, but you've just, or are going to ruin your life. Be strong, when you're facing love. You need to gather up as much strength as possible, because sometimes when the world comes down, love is the only thing left you can hold on to, and nothing else. Fight it, like you mean it. Think the way love itself does. Don't let it manipulate you. Don't let it make you go insane. Otherwise you might end up in a hospital bed. Yes, I've said it. Because like I said before, love is a dangerous thing to play around with.

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Rafael.

What.

What does a heart have to do with love?

Ever thought of it?

I did.

Why can't it be any other organs of the body?

Know why?

Its just humans' fate.

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                                                                                Stella.

To hell with your new shit.

And that's what they all say, don't they? It's sad that most of the time it almost never happens.

MY LIFE STORY.

I was thirteen when I had my first love. Yes, I know, it's cliché, but it's true. 

After my first love, I thought I'd stop believing in love. But I didn't. I only stopped believing in it a little. And that little bit became a myth to me. 

You know how most people, their soul names are usually their first lovers? Well, I thought, she was my soul mate. But then I got it all wrong. We were never meant for each other. We just took love for granted; it was practically a blur for us. 

I waited for her for a couple of months. Then the day after I got her, I broke her heart. And now, she hates me. She must be thinking, 'What the hell is wrong with this guy? I gave him a chance, and he just decided to throw it away.' Yes, I know what you're thinking. I was being selfish, stupid and what I did was just wrong. I admit I made a mistake. A huge mistake, in fact. 

Sometimes when I open up that little box of memory in my head, I regret so badly. I keep telling myself over and over again, that I should never have started it in the first place. Love is just plain stupid. But I was young and stupid then. How was I supposed to know anything about love? How was I supposed to know that love could change our whole life, forever? How was I supposed to know, our first lovers always left a huge, permanent scar inside of us? 

I'm going to admit this: Sometimes when I'm feeling so hurt and full of regrets, I cut myself. But I don't do that anymore. I've promised my second lover, that I wouldn't do it anymore. Because I don't want to seeing or knowing that she's sad. I want to keep her happy, always. I love her so much, that I wouldn't do anything to screw up my relationship this time. 

I guess, it's a well-known fact that most people, would want experienced people, when they crave for a relationship. That's if, they want a long, lasting relationship. Because why would you want someone who's so inexperienced? I mean, they would just screw it all up. They would screw you up. 

And you would never find the strength to forgive them. Or better yet, some of them even stay friends, but they keep their distances. They know their limits. But some, they just don't know their own limits which I think is pretty stupid. 

Like my ex, whenever she sees me alone, she sort of gets this happy look on her face, that I wish I could just wipe that stupid smile off her face. She likes to come and talk to me, and then I would always feel embarrassed and pissed off. I don't really show her those things though, because whenever she tries to talk to me or whatever shit, I'll just be showing her that I'm not interested in whatever she has to say, through my facial expression or comebacks. 

In other words, 'Fuck off, I don't need your ugly face around here.' But still, she never gets the hint. It drives me insane sometimes. That when I go home, I start to cry. I cry, not because I still have some feelings for her, I don't, it's just that I feel super pissed off at her. Sometimes I just feel like telling her that we're not friends anymore. But I just don't know if I'll just have the guts to ever say that, face to face. Sure, texting is always the best way to handle this sort of shit, but I don't want to text her, because that way's only for wimps. 

So, I just need some guts, please.

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Rafael.

Somewhere out there.

Have you ever thought where your love of your life is?

The one that you're going to marry

and live with?

That guy is walking on this earth. Right now. At the very moment.

The one that will make you smile like the Sun shines.

The one that will make you cry with his sweet words.

The one who will be your only one.

Your used-to-be the angel of your life

made you learn 

how to choose the right guy, right time, right place.

They might be a mistake in your life,

but they are the ones that made you realize

that you and them weren't meant to be.

I miss him. That one guy. That actually made me learnt my lesson.

Him. That broke my heart and took a piece of it.

I miss him.

  

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                                                                               Stella

                                

Lost In Time.

 I think love is inexplicable, yet it still exists. True love is rare, if you're one of those that find true love, then good for you. If not, then good riddance. I know everyone wishes that true love isn't rare to find. But if it's not rare anymore, then true love wouldn't be a special kind of feeling anymore now, would it? 

You could spend a whole lifetime looking for it; high chances are that  you wouldn't even find it. But for some people, they're just too stubborn. They put their hopes in finding it too high, then alas heartbreak is the only thing they find. They would then regret. Oh, believe me, I should know. I've been in this field before. They would then feel somehow trapped, desperate to find a way out of the tangled web they got their selves into, but there doesn't seem to be a way out. 

It's true, like what Stella said, only 7% of the people in this world, would be with their loved ones since they were kids, till now. That's how long true love can last. Then, they get married. Get kids. Get grand kids, get great-grand kids, and so on.

 And it's one of those moments when you don't even know what made you cry.

 

Written with ♥,

Rafael.

Believing.

Love is not something to play around with.

It is a dangerous and deadly game.

You make mistakes, you learn from them; you tell yourself you won't make those mistakes again.

But in the end, sometimes, you do. Why?

I don't know, you tell me. Because you did it, not me.

 If you've not fallen in love yet, then don't go looking for it. It will come for you one day. When? You won't ever know. So just be patient. 

Maybe right now you don't think love exists, and haven't been for a while, but it does. Just trust me on this.

I'll be your superman, if you'll be my star, the brightest one in the dark night sky.

Written with ♥,

Rafael.

Damn.

I see.

You're heartbroken.

Starting from what?

Love.

We are all victims of love.

In a way, we will get heartbreak.

So start choosing and be smart.

Don't play around. You'll regret.

And regretting doesn't do anything at all.

People are stupid and dumb.

They thought love is easy.

God damn it. They're wrong.

They end up in a shattered heart.

I'm not surprised anymore.

I'm used to it. People who gets stabbed in the heart.

Serve them right. Serve me right.

Well, I made the wrong choice.

I'm glad I did. Cause if I didn't,

I would still be a stupid human in love.

                                                                        

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                                                                               Stella

                    

23.

 I hate how love changes you.

Goddammit.

I hate love, sometimes.

Love hurts.

Oh, it hurts so bad.

It makes me break down.

Why must love be so damn complicated?

Screw love, seriously.

Truth be told, I don't know if I have the strength to fight love anymore.

Sometimes love changes you into somebody you don't even want to be.

I just wish, there'd be a cure for whatever shit that has to do with love.

'I love you', 'You love me'.

Do these words even mean anything anymore?

     Written with ♥,

Rafael.

No Guarantee.

Our Soul,

Our Love.

There is no guarantee,

that this love is easy.

I might think that our love,

is falling apart.

When actually,

its getting stronger every time we thought

that we're falling apart.

We fight,

we argue.

We like,

we love.

We smile,

we laugh.

Every sorrowness and sweetness

could happen when we're in love.

          

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                                                                               Stella

For You I Will.

We may not always be together, but I know you'll always be there for me, no matter what. And when everything starts to fall apart, I'll be the first one there, just so you could cry on my shoulder. 

Remember that day? We were both listening to each others music, both at once, so it got kinda funny. Because one earphone was much louder than the other. I won't ever forget that day. One of the best days I ever had with you.

Written with ♥,  

Rafael.